Of course Qi Yunke knew that it was not his adopted sister who was cruel, but Zhao Tianba's minions.
Just to recover a few escaped slaves, an entire village was massacred, even the nursing children were not spared. When Cai Pingshu found out, his eyes were red with anger, and he led his brothers to fight back, vowing not to leave any one behind. .
That battle almost killed all of Zhao Tianba's trusted generals, and he never dared to act recklessly again.
However, even if all the murderers were killed, the people in that village would not be able to come back alive.
Cai Pingshu was just a little girl at the time and felt extremely uncomfortable.
The handsome man smiled when he heard this: "No, the girl is not cruel at all. On the contrary, I want to give the girl four words——"]
"Qingfeng Fiery Fire." Qi Yunke covered his chest where the blood was surging, and said these four words from between his teeth.
Cai Zhao felt that his heart had stopped.
["The cool breeze and the fierce fire." The handsome young man's tone was gentle and sincere, and his eyes were as bright as the stars. "The gentle breeze blows on the mountains, and the fierce fire burns the demons - a perfect match for a girl."
The usually carefree and carefree girl was startled for a moment, then she pulled the injured Qi Yunke and walked away with a smile.
On the contrary, the young man Qi Yunke was very moved. He knew that many people in the world admired and feared her adopted sister, but not many people understood her. He felt that this young man who helped her was worth making friends with.
Of course, that's just the beginning. 】
Qi Yunke held on to the gable wall and shed tears: "If I hadn't been useless, your aunt might not have met that man. I'm blind, and I couldn't see that he was a monster in human skin!"
He paused and said to himself with a firm expression, "Pingshu, I will never let Zhaozhao be like you!"
Cai Zhao knelt on the ground motionless, as if the surroundings suddenly quieted down and he was the only one left.
Chapter 114
After returning from Taichu Temple, Mu Qingyan's face was ashen and he said nothing. No one in his group said a word. It wasn't until Mu Qingyan roared to find the golden-winged giant roc that he obviously planned to leave alone, that You Guanyue had no choice but to step forward and ask the leader what he planned to do next.
When Mu Qingyan turned around, his eyes were full of anger, "Just do whatever you have to do, and you need me to teach you?!"
You Guanyue quickly bowed her head and said yes.
Looking at the golden-winged giant roc gradually getting smaller in the sky, You Guanyue's heart suddenly moved. Everyone said that he and Shangguan Haonan were the most respected right-hand men among the younger generation of Mu Qingyan. However, he was the only one who had served for seven years. Shangguan Haonan doesn't have Chongqihua Soul Chasing Pill. You Guanyue couldn't help but shudder when she thought that although the leader he had surrendered to was young, he had treacherous thoughts and dark intentions.
Mu Qingyan lay on Jin Peng's back, constantly urging the giant bird to spread its wings and rush back to the Hanhai Mountains as soon as possible. The cold wind blew against his face like a sharp knife, but he didn't care at all, and his heart was filled with ups and downs of thoughts.
For several days, whether he was resting on the back of the giant roc or in the ground, he was thinking about one person - his father Mu Zhengming.
My father once said that memory is an underground river that keeps flowing. No matter how big stones are thrown into it, the surface of the river will eventually become calm.
No matter what kind of sadness, joy, surprise, betrayal...when I look back on it in the future, it will only be a loss. A peaceful and peaceful state of mind is more important than anything else.
When they were young, father and son often fished by the stream.
The silly little fish swam past the boy's fair and thin ankles. They were itchy and slippery. The stream was cool and comfortable, and his father's expression was gentle and comfortable. At that time, Mu Qingyan felt that it would be good to spend his life leisurely like this.
But only then.
Mu Qingyan has known since he was a child that he and his father are different people. His father is leisurely and quiet, but there is a fire in his heart, a stagnation of anger that cannot go away. He wants to flatten the hills that block his way, destroy the dense forests that obscure his sight, and he will not hesitate to overturn the rivers and seas if they don't go his way.
But my father is not such a person.
In the afternoon, lying on the smooth floor of the porch and basking in the sun, with his eyes half-closed, Mu Qingyan would hear his father sigh from time to time - if only they were not descendants of the Mu family.
Mu Qingyan knew that many people secretly commented that his father had been weak and manipulated by others, but only he knew that Mu Zhengming really had no interest in power. In Mu Zhengming's heart, the position of leader of Lijiao was not so much glory and wealth, but more like a huge mountain of burden, oppressing many of the Mu disciples who were not suitable to be leader to force themselves.
Mu Zhengming often said that regardless of the family name and blood relationship, Nie Hengcheng was obviously a hundred times more suitable to be the leader of the cult than his frail and violent father and his absent-minded father. Why could Elder Qiu and the others just not see clearly? .
In his memories, Nie Hengcheng, who controlled him for half his life, was not a completely cold and cruel person, and was even very fond of love.
Because he missed the love of his brother and sister-in-law, he devoted himself to raising his nephew Nie Zhe, even though he was a mess; because his childhood sweetheart died to save him, he never married and grew old without a wife and children; because he suffered a lot He suffered from the early death of his parents, so he treated his four orphaned disciples and his foster brother's daughter as his own.
It's not that Nie Hengcheng didn't have better ways to erase Mu's imprint and influence in the sect, but he was more or less mindful of the kindness of cultivation, so he was soft and measured.
——Mu Qingyan had reservations about all these opinions, but he never argued with his father. If he had been suppressed for half his life and had not changed his father in the slightest, why should he hurt his father with rebuttals.
He deeply respects and loves his father, which is better than the coveted power of the great Apostolic Religion, better than the rare treasures accumulated in the past dynasties and the vast sea of ancient books in the Jiuzhou Baojuan Pavilion. This kind of respect and love even has a certain Some pity and protectiveness.
From the time when he first achieved cultivation at the age of fourteen, he secretly made up his mind to hold a long sword and a torch and support his father to travel all over the country to his heart's content. This time, there is no power to stop my father from fulfilling his wish.
However, the ending is like one of the countless hidden stones in the dark river, melancholy and nothing new.
Could such a father be the insidious person who deceived Cai Pingshu and helped Nie Hengcheng kill all the heroes?
No, absolutely impossible.
Mu Qingyan jumped off the giant roc with a sullen face.
——Then, there is another reason.
As dusk approaches, Huanglaofeng becomes cold and quiet, and there is no one in Busi Zhai.
Quickly walking through the corridors that he had been familiar with since childhood, Mu Qingyan walked straight into the study room used by Mu Zhengming before his death, and eagerly flipped through various letters and notes, trying to find any clues.
However, after Mu Zhengming's death, he had packed up many relics neatly, and handled each item more than three times. If there was something fishy, he would have discovered it long ago, and he would not have waited until now.
Mu Qingyan suppressed the irritation in his heart and sat down in front of the desk, closing his eyes and meditating.
A long time ago, he suspected that Cai Pingshu secretly had a lover, otherwise her attitude would be too strange.
A good-tempered girl like Zhaozhao (he thought) would inevitably become angry when meeting her fiancé who was entangled with her cousin. This was when everyone in the Zhou family was on her side. Twenty years ago, the old mother of the Zhou family looked down upon Cai Pingshu all day long and thought about marrying her natal niece to her son. Zhou Zhizhen was not a person who could be categorically cruel to his childhood cousin - in this situation, Cai Pingshu actually He had no resentment towards his fiancé, but was full of apologies, trying his best to persuade him to marry another beautiful woman...?
Coupled with Qi Caining's speculations and a few words, it can almost be concluded that Cai Pingshu is in love with someone else.
So, who is this person?
This person would tell Cai Pingshu the ins and outs of the Purple Jade Sunflower, and know the special uses of the Purple Jade Sunflower that ordinary believers didn't know, but he secretly killed the brothers around Cai Pingshu, and invisibly helped Nie Hengcheng.
Also, he looks exactly like me. Could it be that he is also a descendant of the Mu family?
——"Sir?" Lian Shisan stood by the door with a surprised look on his face, "I saw little golden wings flying in the air just now, so I came over to take a look...Sir, why are you back?"
Mu Qingyan raised his head: "Where's Uncle Cheng?"
"Leave, you didn't let me..." Lian Shisan was extremely surprised, ""
Mu Qingyan interrupted: "When did you leave?"
"We set out just now when we saw that it was getting dark. Let's walk halfway up the mountain now."
Mu Qingyan took out an exquisite little golden whistle with a thin gold chain from his arms and handed it to Lian Shisan, "You take my Jinpeng and get Uncle Cheng back and tell him that I have something to ask him. By the way, Yan Xu is here. Find him wherever you are."
Lian Shisan had been used to Mu Qingyan's behavior without warning since he was a child, so he immediately followed the order and left.
The study became silent again, and Mu Qingyan took out pen and ink and began to write on a piece of Xuelang paper——
The children of the Mu family are neither as prosperous as the Song family of Guangtianmen nor the Zhou family of Peiqiong Villa, nor are they as precarious as the Yang family of Siqimen.
Although the ancestor of the first generation, Mu Xiujue, married late, he still gave birth to two sons and two daughters. However, except for the eldest son Mulan Yue, the other three children were all undisciplined by nature. They either found a so-called "fairy mountain" to live in seclusion, determined to cultivate immortality, or went to the east. Wandering westward, his subsequent deeds cannot be recorded.
Mulan Yue was more ambitious and wanted to dominate the world. He attacked thousands of rivers and cliffs several times, forcing the six Beichen factions to hide in Jiuli Mountain and dare not come out. But also because he worked too hard and was busy planning all day long, he and his wife only gave birth to one son.
Mu Sheng, the third-generation leader, has a mediocre temperament and mediocre talents. He has neither the ambition to unify the martial arts world nor the unforgettable love, but he is not a loser. When he had nothing to do in his daily life, he had a bunch of children with a group of wives and concubines. However, for some reason, the children they gave birth to were either weak and sick, or died young.
Mu Sheng was also suspicious, guessing that it was caused by a conspiracy in the inner house. However, after repeated inspections in eighteen steps, he found that the wives and concubines had indeed not tampered with anything. His luck is so bad, God just won't give him a healthy heir.
The only son who survived was Mu Huaning, who was very sick and had trouble breathing.
Mu Sheng had no choice but to start the adopted son system, and was lucky enough to meet a relatively honest and honest adopted son.
Later, Mu Huaning gave birth to two sons, Dongxu Donglie.
The eldest son died unexpectedly, and after the second son Mu Donglie ran away in a heroic manner, Mu Song, the son of Mu Dongxu and his concubine, succeeded to the throne.
Although Mu Song did not live long, he had many children. He had four sons and three daughters from many wives and concubines, many of whom were strong-willed and decisive. In this situation, there was no need to adopt a son, but in order to thank his close friend who died early, he adopted his son as his fifth son.
Mu Song has a kind-hearted nature and is quite talented in his career. Unexpectedly, when he reached middle age, after a serious illness, he suddenly became addicted to witchcraft and mysticism. He locked himself in the elixir shop every day and consumed many gold and silver treasures, just for the sake of peace. Cultivate the afterlife.
In this way, the academic affairs gradually became chaotic, and the four sons and three sons-in-law divided into several factions and argued endlessly. Soon after, Mu Song died suddenly.
With the help of his adopted son, the second son Mu Yinong killed all the sibling factions and succeeded to the throne.
Although Mu Yinong won in the end, his body was seriously injured and he passed away after entrusting his young son Mu Han to his adoptive brother.
Seven or eight years later, when Mu Han grew up, it was difficult to say that the adoptive brother was willing to delegate power. However, when his only daughter was seduced by Mu Han, he had no choice but to stroke his beard and stay at home with his grandson.
This grandson is Mu Qingyan's great-grandfather Mu Lingxiao.
Because Mu Han himself benefited from the marriage, he felt that it would be wonderful to have a big man in the church as his father-in-law, so he also made a marriage arrangement with similar specifications for his son Mu Lingxiao. Mu Lingxiao reluctantly obeyed his fate, but he treated his wife coldly after marriage. It was not until the death of that gentle woman that he regretted it. From then on, he could not help doting on his only son Mu Chen.
The following story is a series of successful schemes by Nie Hengcheng. Mu Qingyan gets angry just thinking about it, even if he doesn't mention it.
There were many names written densely on the white paper, and many of the names had winding lines around them. Mu Qingyan was shocked to find that his family had been passed down for five generations.
Even if Mu Yinong hadn't killed all his siblings, and even if Mulan Yue's siblings had descendants alive, they were already in the fifth server with Mu Qingyan, could they still look so similar to him?
So it was Qi Yunke who lied and brought up the dispute between Cai Pingshu and his father in order to separate himself from Zhao Zhao?
wrong.
The shock, anger and disbelief in Qi Yunke's expression at that time did not seem to be hypocrisy. He could lie about anything, but he would not lie about Cai Pingshu, let alone such things that hurt the reputation of men and women. He also He wouldn't go to this extent for Cai Zhao.
Mu Qingyan took another piece of Xuelang paper and spread it out, drawing aimlessly. As he was drawing, he suddenly remembered something.
At that time, he had just started to learn painting, so he joked about painting a portrait of his father and asked Mu Zhengming to sit still. Mu Zhengming looked at his son who looked like a carbon copy of his own, and couldn't help complaining. He could just let his son draw his face in the mirror, so why bother his father.
Mu Qingyan asked casually whether his grandfather Mu Chen looked like their father and son.
Unexpectedly, Mu Zhengming was suddenly startled and said that he was actually more like his mother, Mrs. Ouyang Xue, who was determined not to forgive her husband.
——In this way, even if there are children of the Mu family outside the fifth server, they will not look exactly like me.
Mu Qingyan stopped writing and turned to look at the mirror frame aside.
A familiar handsome face was reflected in the mirror, with deep eyebrows and sharp outlines.
Of course Ouyang Xue is a peerless beauty. If her beauty were not so dazzling and breathtaking, she would not have captivated the young leader Mu Chen on the spot. However, her character is as extreme as her appearance, cold, arrogant, strong-willed, extreme and cruel.
The first thing she did when she became the wife of the leader was to kill the stepmother who killed her biological mother, imprison her biological father who acquiesced in the tragic death of his wife, and watched her young stepbrothers and stepsisters die after being frightened.
Therefore, there is no one in Ouyang's family.
Mu Qingyan drew a small circle on Xuelang's paper. There were only three people's names in it - Ouyang Xue, Mu Zhengming, and himself... What exactly was the mistake?
Mu Qingyan meditated intently, searching for memories and brushing through the details of the past one by one, but found nothing.
He put down the jade-hair pen heavily, thinking that he might want to go to his grandparents' house again... At this moment, he suddenly froze, as if some very subtle thoughts were floating through his mind, flickering the hidden deep thoughts. memory.
